A Mad Man - Poem by Israel Dammy Ipaye

From the west chasing nothing this lunatic emerged Telling tales he could have never divulgedWherever he goes, you never find a nylonFor all these made himself shelter feeling less forlornEdibles and inedible does he swallowJust seeming invulnerable, he never hallowGreat God! They never care for tattered they amassedUpon things he labored, he was harassedI wondered if these ungracious pastors could everRuminate these things, they could neverHave lived with their folly sense of immortalityFor they think capability nurtures invulnerabilityWhat silly leaders with their idle tongueArmed with their cajoled party programs without fatigue.